Wednesday, Dec. 21, 2005
I am glaring at the calendar today, alternately willing it to stretch and willing it to stay inert in the current position for just a while longer. I am not really ready for Christmas. And I am looking forward to New Years' weekend.
It's Wednesday, and I have to drive to Globe tonight to get a check for the work I did on the website. I still haven't gotten the pay for the work a couple of weekends ago, despite assurances it would be forthcoming. I also need to put together the boss's Christmas gift - a basket that will include a bottle of wine and a pair of wineglasses, some homemade goodies (probably bread, herb butter, and fudge) and so on. I already have a unique basket that I think will accommodate all of that; I just need to put it together...
I'll probably do something comparable for the guys who work for me and for my bookkeeper (though will skip the wine & glasses for them.) I have something else for M, who's my underwriting manager AND my best friend. The tamales are all fine and good but 1) there aren't enough of them and 2) one batch is NOT good. I borrowed M's steamer and had it on low, but it was a heck of a lot higher than "low" and burned everything inside.
My bookkeeper just brought in her Christmas gift to me - three books, all mysteries. I haven't read a good mystery in a while, but she assures me that these are wonderful. I am looking forward to reading them, if and when I can find the time!
If all goes well, I will have a surprise guest diarist enter here in a couple of weeks, related to the reason I'm looking forward to New Years' weekend. Not sure yet if I'll be able to talk the individual into it, but I'm sure going to do my best. And I think it's a good possibility or I wouldn't consider asking.
Actually I'm thinking of
conning convincing a few favorite diarists from Diaryland to write guest entries for me over the next few months. I had already discussed the possibility with a couple of you when in San Diego. From the general lack of recent entries, though, it looks like it'll have to wait until after the holidays. Where the heck is everyone?!
Darn... I'd hoped to write more but out of time. Today's been busy as heck!
Before - After
In the grander scheme of things, no soul can truly be replaced. Each one of us has a place in the universal tapestry. We each contribute our own color and texture. When one thread is snipped too soon, it distorts all the threads around it. Other lives can unravel and tear. If the wrong thread is ripped away, the whole fabric of life becomes dangerously fragile.
- LeiLani, aka Radiogurl aka Bright Opal (1957 - )